"Ugh..." Pei Jue's pupils contracted as he suddenly pressed down on her back, his arms wrapped tightly around her, and he gritted his teeth with strained breaths as he lifted her slightly upwards.
"Madwoman!"
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Jieqiu Mountain, Northern Yong military camp.
The soldiers were training intensely, sweating profusely.
Bare-chested, they exchanged crude jokes as their collective roars thundered during the vigorous exercises.
"Great General!"
Seeing Pei Jue enfolding a drenched woman in his cloak, holding her in his arms as if carrying a precious treasure straight to the Central Military Tent, the soldiers' eyelids twitched in shock as they all turned to look as if they saw something unbelievable.
Pei Jue: "What are you looking at? Continue your drills."
"Yes, sir!" the crowd responded in unison.
Pei Jue then instructed Zuo Zhong, "Have Puyang Jiu report to my tent!"
"At once." Zuo Zhong acknowledged and left.
